Barely alive

A bad decision or a good decision? part 3

"Charlie!" I looked over to my left as a familiar voice shouted my name.                                                                "Have you done the D.T. homework!? Can i copy yours? Please please please i'll buy you a cake?" "Hello Simon how are you this fine morning did you have a good sleep?" Sarcastically i said with a stupid grin on my face knowing our teacher was going to kill him...again.                                                     "I'm good thank but have you done the homework?"                                                                                                      "Yes of course I've done the homework and i'll let you copy if you actually at least try to do it next time dumb ass."                                                                                                                                                                                 "Thank you" He quickly leaned into hug me and just as quickly i pushed him away.                                          "Try to hug me again and i will hit you" I said jokingly but being all too serious. I hate people hugging me, it feels like I'm being put into a death grip and i can't breath and I'm not safe and...sorry i'll stop my ranting but it's just how I feel. 

Simon's an intresting character. He has curly ginger hair and is slightly taller than me (to be honest most people are taller than me). Most people are smarter than you as well. Oh and great the voice is back. Don't worry Charlie I'm not going anywhere. Fan fucking tastic.

As soon as I got to class I met up with my best friend Laura well, back in 2014 we weren't as close but we were still good friends. And now I could finally ask Laura the question I'v been meaning to all day "Hey I was wondering if in two weeks time you wanna come down to the caravan with me and my family?"                                                                                                                                                                                                  "Yeah sure that'll be fun text me the dates and the arrangements, yeah?"                                                            "Okay will do". The class was long and boring as usual but i was looking forward to going down to the caravan it might have taken my mind of...of...everything but did I just make a good decision or a bad one?. Wow you really are pathetic. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

2:50. Oh. 5 minutes until I have to go home. This isn't good. I'm not feeling good. You could hurt yourself? No. Why not everyone else is doing it and your problems are worse than others, come on Charlie. It'll help. No it's wrong I don't need to. I'm not a bad person I don't need to. You think you're not a bad person? Then why did you let it happen?

I'm back. No one's home. Upstairs. Find something sharp. Quickly, I dashed upstairs and opened my door grabbing the sharpest thing I could find and...no...the thing on my bed made me stop...